St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-06

W Cdliy uCI tuiuSS, anu dllCl aWhiiO
like most young ladies, gave way ant
company her.
She walked on majestically, Arthur
at her heels. At last she reached Stile
and when her follower rushed up witt
the intention of helping her over it, she
actually sat down and raised her eyes a:
he approached
.. ''Mr. Hill," she said, 81 want to speak
to you seriously"
Arthur deposited his burden on the
ground, sat himself on a log facing hel
and patiently waited for her to com
mence.
81 want to know if you are determined
not to marry Miss Wilson,"
.'Yes--by heav-oh, please excuse Inc
Il am.'
r. ''Since when?"
He heSltated.
''Since when?" she again repeated,
imperiously.
Arthur began to dig little holes with
his stick.
.'Well, within the last few days." he
said at last.
e If he had been looking at her he
might have seen the smile and blush of
pleasure which lit up her face as he
spoke.
''You see," he continued, ''it's my
fathers marriage, not mine; and man
likes to choose his own wife. | dare say
there's no real harm in the young girl.
If she's your friend. it speaks well for
her, but still"
But still what? You've never seen
her; how can you tell whether you will
like her or nOt?"
Arthur became more than ever alb
Sorbed in his excavations.
''Well, you see, the fact of the matter
is" he blurted out between the digs.
Lately imagine that | have seen the
only woman I'll ever ask to be my
wife,
And he looked suddenly up at her.
She arose, confused, and began to
consult her watch eagerly.
well, upon my word it's very late,
and l really must go. Please give me
my things. This is the park boundary,
so won't trouble you any more"
She sprang over the stile as she spoke,
interpOsing it between them as they
said adieu.
when may have the pleasure of
seeing you again?" he asked, as he held
out his hand at parting.
Sic allowed it to linger in his as she
answered.: "Well-SOOn-yeS, very soon
perhaps sooner than you expect"
Ana, gently returning the pressure of
his hand, she walked quickly away to-
ward the mansion, whose top appeared
over the tallest of the great oak trees.
When the fair stranger had disap-
peared Arthur seated himself Oh the
stiie and lit a cigar. For a few mo-
ments he puffed away silently, when
SIlfiInnlI- 10 inn, An1 l0i 1n1 .
by lingo. | never got her name, after
ALL and then he turned to go.
Immediately on arriving at his inn he
commenced a cross-eXaminatiOn of his
hostess, by which he now learned two
facts. First, that Dangan was the prop
erty Of Sir John Power; and second,
that there were two young ladies stay
ing there-Miss Wilson and Miss
Morley.
Next day saw him speeding from Wa
terford in fly to his fathers house in
Tramore, intent on destroying that
worthy old gentleman peace of mind
by the announcement of bis determine
ton TO give up Miss Wilson and High
field.
rs my father in. Walshe?'' he asked
of the butler, when that functionary ap-
peared TO attend his young master.
'.. NO. sir: Mr.. Wilson was here, and
the both of 'em are gone out"
What! Mr.. Wilson here?'
''Lor'. yes, sir; him anu Miss Wilson
arrived this morning from Dangan."
"COnfOund it"' exclaimed Arthur.
They seem to haunt me everywhere
GO" And he retired precipitately into
his own den. Bring me something to
eat here, Murphy, and don't let Miss
Wilson know that | am in the house."
BY the time he had finished his lunch
hugely-crested sheet of nOte-paper he
sat down and wrote, resigning both the
lady and Highfield.''
THAT will do. | think. hope it
won't smell of tobacco"
He then rang the Eell and Murphy APP
peared. ~.
Here, take this to Miss Wilson," he
said, with my compliments"
Murphy was too well trained to show
surprise at anything. He bowed and
went. In ten minutes he returned.
Miss Wilson's compliments, sir. and
would you speak to her in the drawing
room.
''Oh, confOund herr" exclaimed Az
thur.
But there was no escape. The draw
ing-rOOm was darkened to exclude the
afternoon sun, but our hero discovered
a white figure at the far end which rose
and bowed as he advanced.
Il am delighted. Miss Wilson," he be-
gan, Ito have the pleasure of - Hullo,
Miss Morley. You here?''
Miss who?" said the laughing voice
of his Portlaw friend. ~ am not Miss
Morley"
Then who, in the name of goodness,
are yOu?' he demanded. eagerly.
Pm that horrid Miss WilSon-a-Em-
ily'
Arthur sat down and stared at her.
Presently he broke into great laugh.
''Oh. it's all very well to laugh,'' she
said, in an injured tone.
In moment more he was on his
knees before her, looking up into her
eyes.
Miss WilSOn-Emily, IL"
Il told you not to call me Emily. yes
terday," she said sharply.
Yes, dear, but yesterday is not to-
day: we're engaged now"
What do you mean. SIT? Engaged?
what, after all this -"
80, bother that letter, You know l
love you to distraction. You are your
own rival in love. You'll forgive me,
En-. and marry me-won't you?"
Certainly not. sir. You said / was
vulgar and fast! Let go my hand. How
dare you, sir You said Highfield would
be cheap price to get rid of me. And
then this letter! Let go my hand. say!
Be quiet, Mr.. Hill Arthur, don't!"
But our hero was not to be put off in
this manner. He knew how teasing all
women are, and he meant to win his
promised bride.
'Oh, darling, don't you know that l
love you? Did / not prove my love for
you by offering, nay. actually agreeing
to give up Highfeld in order that l
might marry you. Was it not for you,
dear, that l intended to sacrifice all?
At last he conquered. Miss Wilson
surrendered ANONYMOUSLY.
Arthur" she whispered, as her head
lay resting on his shoulder, do you
really care for me?" Kisses, bushes
and prOteStatiOnS.) 'And YOU will even